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Great drought.

For three months in a row, no rain fell.

Lingering on the sickbed, Emperor Ming Xiao, who was unable to deal with the government, issued three edicts in a row, and the last edict was just issued, and in less than half an hour, Emperor Ming Xiao died.

Before his death, he left an edict, which was passed on to Xiao Yi, the eldest son of the emperor who was fostered in the palace of Taifu Zhao.

The country cannot be without a king for a day, and the next day, a new emperor will succeed to the throne.

Coincidentally, less than an hour after the new emperor ascended the throne, a large snowflake floated in the sky, although it was not the expected heavy rain, but this goose feather snow also alleviated the drought.

After a long drought and a rainy day, and the new emperor ascended the throne, the whole country celebrated, and the palace was full of cheers, but the Emperor Xiaoming, who was still lying in the coffin and his bones were not cold, was thrown aside.

But it was not only Emperor Ming Xiao who was left aside.

In Qingyi Courtyard, Gu Minglan stood in front of the window, watching the snow fall outside the window.

The snow was menacing, and in less than an hour, the eaves, treetops, and ground were already white and frosty.

The cold wind with snow blew on the face, and it hurt like a knife.

She had been standing in front of the window for a long time, her eyes were red and swollen, and she had lost her former brilliance at all, and her whole body was full of misery and sadness.

A heart seemed to be wrapped in a thick layer of snow outside the window, and as her breath beats, the cold air spreads throughout her body, and she wants to curl up in a ball of coldness.

Tears blurred his eyes.

She raised her hand to erase it.

She wiped away her tears, but her cold heart could no longer be warmed.

She and Zhao Yi have shared the same bed for seven years, raised their eyebrows, treated each other like guests, and only yesterday did they know that he was a dragon species, a Tianhuang nobleman, a phoenix and a dragon grandson, and his surname was Xiao.

She talked to him and never hid from him, and so did he.

But for such a big thing, if it weren't for the holy decree to announce to the world, she would still be kept in the dark.

If everyone doesn't know, that's it, but the cousin who lives in the house knows about it, but she doesn't tell her.

She wanted to hear his explanation.

However, he was in the palace to take care of the affairs of the first emperor and the queen, and he was busy with the affairs of the enthronement, and he had not returned home for two days.

She was panicked in her heart, and asked the maid Begonia to accompany her to the garden for a walk, wanting to soothe her mood, but she didn't expect that she would overhear the conversation between her cousin and sister-in-law Zhao Yan.

Cousin congratulations to Zhao Yan, who is about to be canonized.

Zhao Yan was not happy, and took a pot of peony flowers to vent her anger, "You congratulate me now, it's too early, your cousin hasn't died yet, my cousin has just ascended the throne, and she is famous, at least allow her to live for half a year before I can enter the palace, but you, Ming'er's cousin will be canonized as the crown prince, you are Xuan'er's mother, I should congratulate you." ”

The cousin smiled and held her hand, and said with deep sisterly affection, "Although Xuan'er was born to me, she has never called me a mother, and if you become the queen in the future, he will be named under your knees, and you will give birth to it." ”

Zhao Yan barely squeezed out a smile and sighed, "Don't worry, I hurt my body in my early years and can't give birth, you know, the relationship between you and me is the best, even if my cousin will accept many concubines and give birth to many princes in the future, he can't shake Xuan'er's position as the crown prince, and I can only enjoy glory and wealth in my life." ”

There was a touch of melancholy and sadness in her voice.

As a woman, if you can't have children, even if you are a queen, it is a big pity.

She stood next to the rockery, but because of their words, she almost couldn't stand up.

Xuan'er is her son who was pregnant for nine months and was born early!

He was born weak, and the imperial doctors said that it was difficult to survive, and she couldn't untie her clothes and did her best to take care of him, and pulled him back from the ghost gate several times.

Why did Zhao Yan say that she was born to her cousin?

She tried to go out and ask questions, but her feet felt like they were stuck to the ground, and she couldn't move.

Over there, the second young grandmother of the Zhao family, her cousin Mu Jinghua came over.

She smiled like a spring breeze, "I will listen to you two congratulatory greetings from afar, and I am not afraid of being overheard." ”

Zhao Yan disagreed, and said with a smile, "That is, when I watched you come over, the maid didn't stop me, don't sour us, she is so generous in marriage, we don't want it, it's all yours." ”

Mu Jinghua played with the embroidered handkerchief, and said sourly, "Most of her dowries were given by my Mu family, she died, and I should inherit it, but you, a prince, a queen, are all real benefits." ”

Zhao Yan took her arm and said with a smile, "My good second sister-in-law, my cousin grew up in our Zhao family, his father and mother treat him like his own child, he values love and righteousness, ascended the throne and became the emperor, can he still lose the benefits of our Zhao family?

The three of them laughed together, more delicate than peony flowers.

As soon as she was happy, coupled with the fact that there was no one around, Mu Jinghua said more and more, laughing at her behind her back for being too stupid.

has no power and no power, but everyone who hurts her is dead, the adopted son is not his own, and he still wants to be the queen, which is really whimsical.

Knowing that the emperor had passed the throne to Zhao Yi, Qingyi Courtyard was overjoyed, busy packing up his things, and waiting to enter the palace.

The things were packed up, she still liked to live in the original yard, and when the time came, she sent someone to pick it up, and carried it directly to the yard where she lived.

If I asked for it, she wouldn't give it.

The three of them walked away talking and laughing, and Minglan sat on the ground with a face like ashes.

Her great-grandmother loved her, and before she died, she told her uncle to protect her, and she would give her whatever she wanted.

Mu Jinghua is the daughter of her uncle's stepfamily, and she is jealous that her uncle loves her, and she has always been at odds with her.

The two turned from cousins to concubines, and Mrs. Zhao asked them to go on a blind date, but they were affectionate on the surface, and ignored each other in private.

Cousin Gu Yinlan was brought into the house by her, she was at the age of Lu, and set a family business, but before getting married, her fiancé fell from a horse and died, she was heartbroken, and went to Jingxin Nunnery to pray for her fiancé, lived for two years, and did not want to remarry.

Later, the meditation nunnery caught fire, and she escaped.

At that time, Xuan'er was seriously ill, and the Taoist priest told fortunes, saying that if someone prayed for him day and night, he might be able to save his life.

Mrs. Zhao knew that her cousin Gu Yinlan had become a Taoist aunt, and she happened to have nowhere to go when the Jingxin Nunnery caught fire, so she asked her to go back to the house and arranged a place to live, and she lived for four years.

On the bright side, Gu Yinlan looked at her, and helped her reprimand Mu Jinghua, the two pinched when they met, and no one looked at it pleasing to the eye, but they never thought that they had such a good relationship in private.

They talked and laughed, and scraped everything that belonged to her!

Minglan couldn't believe what she heard, she felt like she was dreaming.

She stumbled out from behind the rockery, but was accidentally seen by Zhao Yan's personal maid.

When the maid saw her, it was as if she had seen a ghost, and she turned around and ran to tell Zhao Yan that she had heard what they had just said.

She returned to Qingyi Courtyard with an embarrassed face, they didn't chase after her, but the maids and servants of Qingyi Courtyard couldn't get in or out.

It's only been one night, and only she and Begonia are left in Qingyi Courtyard.

Haitang was not in the house, she couldn't go out, and when she saw that Minglan hadn't eaten, she went to the small kitchen to make a bowl of noodles.

She's a big girl, when will she make noodles, and she's busy in the kitchen alone, just because she doesn't want to be a starving ghost.

She may still have a way to live, she can survive for half a year, she is a maid, overhears such a big secret, can she still have a way to live?

Begonia came in with a face, grizzled and dirty, if in the past, Minglan would have laughed at her flower-faced cat, but now she can't laugh at all.

Haitang put down the bowl, looked at her and said, "Young grandma, you can eat a little, this may be the last time the slave will serve you." ”

Minglan's eyes were red and her nose was sour, she really couldn't eat it, but Begonia's words, she was distressed.

She walked over to the table and ate half a bowl of the most unpalatable noodles in her life, thicker than her little finger.

Begonia had a heart, she wanted to eat it all.

Just halfway through the meal, Mrs. Zhao brought people in.

Several stout women held her down, unable to move.

Mrs. Zhao looked at her coldly and said, "I wanted to keep you for half a year longer, so that Yi'er could stabilize the court, but it's a pity that you heard something you shouldn't have heard, and you can't be left behind!"

"Send her on her way!"

The mother-in-law took out the white silk and wanted to strangle her to death.

Minglan laughed miserably, she didn't struggle, all these years, in order to take care of Xuan'er, she worked hard, her body was not good, in the Zhao family, she couldn't escape.

Even if she could, where would she go?

Those who loved her died.

Minglan tilted her head and let the tears flow back, she had nothing to be sad about.

It won't be long before she'll be able to see them again.

She was just unwilling, she wanted to ask Zhao Yi why in person, she looked at Mrs. Zhao, "You kill me, Zhao Yi...... Does he know?"

This sentence seemed to exhaust the strength of her whole body.

Mrs. Zhao touched her newly dyed nails with impatiens and said with a smile, "Are you the wife that Yi'er Mingmei is marrying, without his consent, how dare I take your life?" ”

"Do it!"

As soon as Mrs. Zhao's voice fell, she turned around and left, and after walking a few steps, she stopped again, looked at Minglan and said, "Back then, you gave birth to a daughter, with a peach blossom birthmark on her right thigh, and she died before she was two years old. ”

After speaking, he laughed and left without looking back.

The two mothers-in-law brought white silk over.

Fierce faces, without the slightest mercy.

Minglan stood still, if it weren't for her mother-in-law supporting her, she would have collapsed to the ground.

"Young grandma......!"

Haitang pounced on her to help her, but was kicked away by her mother-in-law and fell to the ground, spitting blood from her mouth and unable to move.

Minglan looked at Begonia, and her eyes fell on the tall lotus lamp beside her.

The wind outside the window blew in, and the lights and candles flickered.

As if suddenly enchanted, Minglan used his strength to feed, broke free from his mother-in-law's hands, and threw himself at the lotus lamp.

The dowry given to her by her uncle and father, she would rather ruin them than cheapen them!

The candle fell on the sky-blue brocade tent embroidered with hibiscus flowers, and instantly burned into a piece.

Several mothers-in-law were frightened, and when they saw that the fire was spreading rapidly, they hurriedly threw away the white silk and ran out.

Ruyi brocade woven into white silk, lifted by the wind, and the snow outside the window is very similar, just like the first time I saw that year, full of pear blossoms and snow, she jumped off at a young age, wrapped in a snow ball and threw it out, and coincidentally smashed him in the face.

He was warm and handsome, pulling the snow from his face, and he was very embarrassed.

She stood under the pear blossom tree, her face flushed, and she wanted to burrow into the ground.

He didn't mean to blame, but smiled, "I disturbed the girl's Yaxing playing in the snow." ”

When I first met that year, his warmth was as warm as jade, and his clear smile entered her eyes and entered her heart, and she could no longer pull it out.

The past floods into one's mind and suffocates one.

Minglan looked up and laughed.

He is strong in martial arts and agile, can't he really avoid a small snow ball?

It's her.

Too stupid and naïve.

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